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“It’s not just some dream, Darrow. I live for the dream that my children will be born free. That they will be what they like. That they will own the land their father gave them.” “I live for you,” I say sadly. She kisses my cheek. “Then you must live for more.”
“Sometimes I forget that the Institute is meant to teach me things,” I say to Mustang. The golden girl tilts her head at me. “Like how we must live for more?” Her words strike my heart. They echo through time from another’s lips. Live for more. More than power. More than vengeance. More than what we’re given.
